When I started this blog, I was sooooo earnest. So serious. So certain that I would rapidly return to my previous normal weight.
Partly because I broke my shoulder, partly because I was immobilized for three months, partly because I did a course of steroids, partly because I just couldn’t get my act together, that never happened.
When the New Year rolled around, I figured, aha, new beginning. And it was. I began to eat everything in sight.
I have only slowed down because I HAVE CONSUMED ALL THE FOOD IN NORTH AMERICA!!!!
You think I’m kidding? Go look in your refrigerator. Go ahead. Go. Look. All you’ll find is a wilted celery stick and a jar of pickle juice. I ate everything else.
So this is where I should be falling back on old platitudes about how tomorrow is another day, I just have to give it another try, I know I can do it, blabbity blah blah blah.
I am not going for any of that right now. I just wanted to whine.